It Really Was a Good Friday 3 Years Ago - Our Journey Part One

30 March 2018

2015 did not pan out the way I had planned it too. It was both a year of gain and losses for me, beginning with the loss of my beloved Grandfather in January to pneumonia which I had thought would be the only loss that I would have to suffer from for many years to come but clearly I was wrong.

I had always wanted children but never planned to embark on this journey at that particular point in my life as I was in the middle of doing my Masters degree so the thought of Motherhood was just a distant wish.

March came and went and I had fallen ill. I had been feeling overly exhausted, getting out of breath easily but had put it down to not eating well enough. I then ended up with an awful cold and cough, became bed ridden on the long Easter weekend that it slipped from my mind that Aunt Flow hadn’t come to visit but when I did remember I just put it down to me being ill.

I remember clearly as if it was just yesterday, April 3rd 2015, Good Friday.

My Dad urged me to go to the Polyclinic and get checked out as I had began to show signs of pneumonia and having already had a loss to it, we just didn’t want to take any risks.

So off the husband and I went to the clinic and as expected on a bank holiday when everyone just seems to have fallen sick together, it was packed to the brim with so many people. We waited and waited for our turn and finally were seen, the outcome of this was they couldn’t send me straight home as my pulse rate was abnormally high so I had to go to A&E.

Whilst waiting for our ride, I called my Mum and explained to her what was going on and the first sentence out of her mouth was ‘there’s nothing wrong with you, you’re just pregnant’.

Mother’s intuition, eh?

At A&E, I was sent straight to Majors, which at the time, I didn’t understand because I ‘only’ had a cold. We were soon then seen and the first thing I said to the lovely nurse was ‘I’m late,’ he then asked if I wanted a pregnancy test done for which I obviously opted for.

So there I am lying on the hospital bed, with needles taped to my wrist and being given fluids via a drip, still not expecting for the result to come back positive.

‘I don’t know if this is good or bad news...’ the nurse came back and began to say, ‘but it’s positive, you’re pregnant.’

You would have thought that my world must have came crashing down on me with this news, that I started to panic as I just wasn’t ready for this, I was at university studying, how on earth was this possible. But none of that happened.

My world didn’t come crashing down and I didn’t panic, right there on the spot I decided that I was going to let this life inside me become my key motivator in helping me to study with more dedication and achieve the best grades possible and that’s exactly what I did.

The Mother in me was born on that day for the first time but unfortunately this mother was really naive and truly believed that nothing could go wrong with her now.

Despite what the future, at that time, was holding for us - it well and truly was a Good Friday.


Thank you for reading, it really does mean a lot to me. This topic is difficult to write but despite the difficulty I still want to share my journey with everyone as when I started this blog I knew that one thing that I wanted to do was help break the taboo around #BabyLoss. I want to share my story so others know that it’s okay to talk about it.

I have decided to share my journey with you all in parts as I don’t want to rush this. I am going to be telling this story over the course of time he was with us, from the day we found out about him to the day he grew his angel wings. Thank you for joining me on this journey.

A Rainbow Surprise

26 March 2018

Well as most of you probably already know that I took on the challenge of baking Little A’s 1st Birthday cake. This was actually after I found someone who would bake the perfect cake that I wanted - but one day just sitting I got this wacky idea stuck in my head that I must give it a go!

Plus the idea of spending £100 on a cake began to haunt me, truthfully speaking, even though I wasn’t the one who was going to buy it as my brother was going to it just didn’t begin to sit right with me. As a parent, I put my responsible hat on and thought that the £100 could have so much better use for Little A rather than a cake that’d be scoffled down and then forgotten.

I have baked before but not for that many people and I have never been daring with baking either. The baking part of it was not as daunting as decorating it and making it look perfect!

I’m not going to lie, it wasn’t the most perfect journey I began. There were trips and failures along the way which I thankfully thinking quick on my feet overcame.

So this post isn’t a guide on how to make a Rainbow cake, although I will be including the recipe I attempted to follow, this post is basically me trying to explain that what you set your mind too, just go for it, even if you doubt yourself!

One hurdle that I needed to cross was the actual time needed to spend to make this thing - I don’t have a big oven and not much baking utensils so I tried to make do with what I had, this meant splitting the recipe in three and repeating the methods again.

I baked two layers on Wednesday, there are no pictures of this to show off as I was in a very sleep deprived state. Well I do have one picture to share.

Here you are seeing a picture of a rainbow made out of fondant which I thought was going to stand on my cake but then realised after some googling and YouTubing that I actually needed that thing which I can’t remember the name of now, but it turns your fondant into play dough and keeps it strong? I tried other methods but they just weren’t working for me.

So I just went to bed, hoping that I’ll dream of a solution.

The next day was going to be a challenge as I had to bake 4 layers and assemble the cake together. I also had to venture out in the evening for training so knew that I had time against me. My Dad came over to keep Little A entertained so I had no distractions.

By 1pm all the layers were ready and set to be assembled. Now for the difficult part, put it together! Of course I had to trim the layers, otherwise the cake would have been very tall. I didn’t have those fancy cake trimmers, just my good old knife to assist me, all was going well until the green cake cracked but hurrah for buttercream that I managed to glue it together (nobody noticed, so that’s a win!) .

I then had to apply a coating of buttercream as you can see below, not a pretty sight. It seemed like my buttercream was too drippy but I just got on with it and refrigerated it till the next day.

I had thought about evening out the sides but was exceptionally frightened that the whole thing would fall apart and hoped that the fondant would cover up the noticeable blemishes.

Came Friday, the day before the party and I still had no idea how on earth was I going decorate this big thing! So I thought I would just apply the fondant and see how it goes...

And behold!

Every bakers worst nightmare, the fondant was too small! I sat there for a few minutes, thinking how I would overcome this challenge, should I take it off? Should I leave it like that? I’m sure no one would notice right?

So I began to set the fondant like that, onto the cake and luckily I had some extra white fondant which I swirled around the bottom half to cover the partially naked cake. But of course it looked dreadful and my mistakes were being highlighted quite extravagantly.

Instead of wasting my time worrying over it, I decided to get on with decorating the top of the cake which I decided would be a flat rainbow with Little A’s name at the bottom.

(Yes, there’s no orange, I had originally bought a supermarket branded food colourings but then read bad reviews so in a haste ended up ordering the wrong set and had no time for an exchange or return!)

Then a light bulb switched on in my head and my eyes lay on the multi coloured trimmings of cake! I then turned those trimmings into crumbs, creamed the ugly bottom half of the cake with buttercream and just literally threw the crumbs all over, praying that it’d turn into a beautiful thing.

As you can see...

So there you have it! This was the first time I baked a layer cake, first time decorated a cake to this extent and first time played around with food colouring but I did it! Yes, I’m giving myself an ego boost right now because a month on, I’m still pretty impressed with what I did even if it was a kind of wonky but hey it was made with love!

The big reveal...

It probably would have been better looking if it had the right colours or the link and yellow layer switched places. But for a first time (without any trials) I think I did pretty good... do you agree?

I used Cupcake Jemma's Rainbow cake recipe.


I have always had a passion for baking especially cakes and have decided to pursue this further and practice more frequently now. So if you’d like a peek into my baking adventures, do let me know below and I'll include a separate section on my blog just for my creations and of course failures!

The Sunshine Blogger Award - Take Two and Three!

23 March 2018

Credit: Not Me!

I'm only in my third month of blogging and this is the 5th award that I have been nominated for and for the Sunshine Blogger Award three times! This honestly means a great deal to me. I'd like to thank Cooking With Kids and Navigating Baby for nominating me for this particular award.

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Before I dive into answering the questions, here are the rules!

1. Thank the awesome blogger who nominated you!
2. Answer all of the 11 questions you were asked by the blogger.
3. Nominate further 11 bloggers and ask them your own 11 questions!
4. List the rules in your post as well the Sunshine Blogger Award logo in your post and/or blog.

Questions by Cooking With Kids 

Why did you start blogging?

I have always had a passion for writing and putting my thoughts across and ever since becoming a parent myself, I realised that I just had so much to say but no one to share it with, hence The Mum Affairs was born!

What is your favourite food? And your least favourite? 

This is a difficult one to answer because there isn’t that one particular food that I love the most but if I had to choose maybe mince and potato curry as it can be eaten with variations, you can never go wrong with it. As for least favourite  , anything with turnips! Blech!

What do you do in your spare time (apart from blogging?) 

Spend time with my daughter. 

If you had a superpower what would it be? 

A superpower that’d help me get all of the housework and cooking done without me having to actually do it myself.

What is the best place you’ve ever been to and why? 

Lake District because it was just so beautiful and peaceful, you really forget the outside world and your worries when you’re there.

How do you relax? 

The easiest way to relax for me is reading blogposts and watching vlogs on YouTube

Should pineapple go on pizza? 

Yes, why not?

What is your favourite TV programme? 

Now this is difficult to answer as I absolutely love shows like Madam Secretary, The Blacklist, Billions, Suits, Scandal, Blindspot, Blue Bloods, Supergirl but if there’s one that sticks to mind, is an all time favourite of mine, Brothers and Sisters!

What is your proudest achievement? 

Walking across the stage with a smile at my Masters graduation ceremony less than a month after my son grew his wings.

Would you rather be too hot or too cold?

Too cold because then you can always hide under a blanket!

You’ve won the lottery! Whats the first thing you do? 

Buy a nice family home and give a good amount to charity.

Questions from Navigating Baby

What made you start your blog? 

As mentioned above, the fact that when you become parent you find yourself having an opinion on literally everything so blogging is that haven where you can share that.

Where is your favourite place in the world? 

Anywhere as long as my daughter is with me.

What drives you to get out of bed in the morning? 

My daughter! I have to make her breakfast and that’s my only motivation at the moment.

How do you create ‘me’ time and what do you do? 

My ‘me’ time is usually after Little A’s bedtime, just doing some reading whether a book or a blogpost and catching up on a vlog or tv show.

What makes you feel content and fulfilled? 

Whenever Little A climbs onto me for a cuddle. 

If there was one thing that you have learnt so far in life that you wanted to tell the next generation what would it be? 

Never be afraid to voice your opinion, no matter what the situation, if you are unsure about something, have any doubts - speak up! 

Where are your top three places to go on holiday? 

I don’t really have a top three because I think the best holiday is wherever you go with your loved ones and just have a great time.

What is the best thing that happened to you today? 

We had briefly lost Little A's Bunny, her best friend so the best thing was finally finding it after a couple of hours and lots of searching! 

Where do you see yourself in 2 years time? 

In a bigger home with a permanent long term job and hopefully still blogging! 

What constitutes a really good day for you? 

A good day is where I am able to get everything done such as, going to work, household chores, cooking, cleaning and spending time with Little A.

What do you like the best about having a blog? 

The ability to be able to connect and befriend lots of amazing people from across the world, it’s hard to put into words how loving and supportive the blogging community really is. 


Now my questions are...
  1. Who or what is your blogging inspiration?
  2. How do you feel about blogging?
  3. What’s the best thing that has ever happened to you?
  4. What is that one goal you would like to achieve this year?
  5. Do you have a self care routine? If so, share it with us.
  6. What’s your plan for tomorrow?
  7. What’s your favourite pass time, other than blogging?
  8. What’s your favourite social media platform?
  9. What’s your favourite blogpost by yourself? Link it here.
  10. If you could change one thing about world history, what would that be?
  11. Any advice for fellow bloggers?


I now nominate..

Saira from Saira Says

Jess from Jess in Wonderland
Emma from The Messy Bun Mum
Pam from Pams Bake and Baby Blog
Lousie from Little Hearts Big Love
Rachel from Ordinary Hopes
Five in the Hive
Lousie from That Mum Life
Bekki from Beksky
Amy from Amy Jane and Baby
Gemma Louise

P.S Question for readers:- What piece of advice would you give new bloggers?

Things No one Tells You About Parenthood

19 March 2018

No matter how prepared you think you are, no matter how many books you read or carry out research, there is nothing that prepares you for what’s coming towards your way because no one ever tells you the true inside story of Parenthood.

Here are a few things that I’ve come across in the past year that no one told me about. 
This may not be true for everyone but if you have been reading my previous posts then you are well aware of our struggles with sleep. I was under the impression that newborn days are the worst but they were a bliss compared to now and how it’s been for the past 6+ months. We have had good days and very bad days but it’s all been a bit of a rollercoaster and I haven’t had a good full night’s sleep since I was in my second trimester all the way back in 2016!

The only time I am able to have warm food    is on a Sunday when the husband is home or if I am at my Mum’s. If it’s just me and Little A it’s cold food and cold tea. Sometimes, the thought to rewarm your meal comes to mind but then you think about the time it’s going to take and you might as well just eat it as you may not get a chance to at all. 
I had thought I was the one with crazy amount of things but clearly I was wrong. Who knew someone so teeny could take up the most, if not all of your living space. An example being, our front room is literally a playroom, we have to be careful where we may tread as we may come in the way of a toy that’s being thrown about from the across the room.
You go shopping to buy your essentials or perhaps something for yourself for a change but you find yourself spending endless amount of time in the baby and children aisles cooing over the new arrivals and filling your shopping basket with clothes for your child you didn’t even really need for them.

By the time you realise why you had actually made the effort to come here in the first place, your little human in the pram is so cranky, on the brink of tears, you don’t bother with anything else so you quickly pay and run home.

Gone are the days where you use to feel sorry for yourself whenever you ended up with a bunged nose and a fever. Now no matter how much you want to stay in bed, you have to get up and make some effort for that little helpless human you are responsible for. Now you’ll find yourself in the kitchen, with a mask over your mouth and nose to shield those germs, making breakfast along with singing and dancing to keep the little one entertained with of course added remix of sneezes.

(I have to admit, I ended up escaping to my Mum’s home for the whole week until I got better... but that didn’t mean getting to stay in bed as at many times, Little A only wanted mummy!).

The gush of emotions you feel for your little human, you do get warned about it, but you can never truly know until you’re able to feel it yourself. How is it possible to love someone so much? As cheesy as it may sound, the love for a child is absolutely unmeasurable and indescribable. Before stepping into parenthood, you don't ever give any thought to a love like this, yes you probably love your partner and other family members too but a love for a child is something else altogether.

Despite the lack of sleep, the self pity, warm food, space and shopping for yourself - I believe Parenthood is the best thing I have ever experienced and I am so glad to be a part of it because that’s the beauty of Parenting! 


Is there anything that you’d like to add to the list of things no one tells you about parenting? If so, please share in the comments below!

#DearDaughter by Lynsey

14 March 2018

When I received a lovely comment on my page from Soffy, it brought me over to hers where I found her #DearDaughter guest post. I decided I would love to contribute, after doing my Dear Future Husband a couple of weeks ago this one felt very fitting to continue with this great idea. Soooo......

 Dear Daughters,

 You each have a half of my heart, so it felt only right to say these words to you both.

 The most important thing you should know is how special you both are. Our journey so far hasn't been easy by any stretch, my health has caused us all to suffer dark days and you both survive these days beautifully. With grace and empathy, strength and hope. These days of darkness in our house never last long, and that is because of you two. The laughter, the achievements, the hugs and pride you bring to my life work better than any medication I could take. For this, I am thankful every day. We are a team, a tribe. We just fit.

 Neither of you were brought into this world traditionally, with each pregnancy test bringing uncertainty and fear of the unknown. What I didn't know then was that there was nothing to fear, you would each become my greatest success.

 You would teach me lessons I never believed I'd have to think about, navigate your own way through harder times than any children should really have to face. The strength in you both makes me strong. Proud. Brave.

 The happiest moments I've ever had are the days I watch you together. When big sister takes little sister and shows her all the things she needs to learn. The stuff I am too old to make cool enough to teach. How to spray her perfume just the right amount, how to put her makeup on and the easiest way to do sums I don't understand.

 When little sister watches big sister with eyes of adoration.

 The love you have for one another is a gift. Don't ever lose that. Don't ever forget how strong the bond is that you share. I always wanted a sister and now I get to experience what it would have been like by watching what you have together.


To big sister, my first born human,

 There are lessons I now need to pass on to you, ones that you will not listen to but that you will use when the time comes.

 School is hard, but everything worthwhile in life is. Persevere through those shitty days, it will be worth it, always.

You must never believe that any boy is too good for you, never make the mistakes I have made before you, if you do not learn to love yourself then you will never allow anyone else to love you the way you deserve.

Enjoy every minute of being young, being in a rush to grow seems exciting now but being grown brings responsibilities that can wait. Who wants to pay a tv license anyway?!

 Learn to be motivated, you are genetically lazy, fight the instinct to leave a mess at you're backside, make the effort to find some get up and go, or as you know it won't fair well for the future.

 Ask questions of Gran and Grandad, I wish I had asked my grandparents more about who they were and cherished the short time you have with them. Life is not forever and what is left behind last so much longer.

 Never lose your humour, you are the funniest person I know, and laughter heals so many wounds.

Always remember, when you hate me for ruining your plans, that you will not always feel this way, for we have always been more than Mother and child, you have been my rock and best friend from the day you came into this world. More importantly never doubt your worth, because you are worth more than every star in the sky my darling. Now little sister, my beautiful sweetheart, what many would now call a rainbow, you are to me more than that. You are the sun!

Where do I begin with you huh? Your relatively short time here so far has been met with more hurdles than I've been able to fix for you, but just as sissy before you, you have the strength of ten men. You have conquered every rubbish thing life has thrown at you and you are still so kind, thoughtful and give the best hugs I could ask for. Always be just as kind as you are today my angel, because that is one of your best qualities. You have the most beautiful heart.

Stop feeling like you aren't as important as sissy, because you are, you have always been. From the moment I knew you were on the way, my heart grew to twice the size, with one half for sissy and the other for you. Equal. For always. When your school work is a struggle, don't give up. You may not know it now but you are you were passed down the genetics to become the best at whatever you do, you just have to use your powers for good, not evil. (Like Harry Potter)

On the topic of our friend Harry, your love of books will also take you far, never stop reading and never stop believing in the magic of daydreaming. It will save your adult days more than I can tell you.

You are destined for great things my love, you just have to keep trying and they will come your way easily.

The time I have to have away from you is always a bittersweet time, I love that you have the best time with dad and when you are older you will understand how important that time is and the things he has sacrificed to be the best dad he can be for you. When the arguing between him and I flared up, which I'm sure it will again at some time, you must always keep in mind that it's never been anything you have done, it is because we are both grumpy shits with short patience. On the flip side of that, you should also know that I have never been more proud of another adult human than I have been of him and the journey he has been on.

Your love of being outside reminds me so much of my childhood, watching you on your bike and climbing trees makes me beam with joy because I know the memories you are making. And they are wonderful.

Now back to you both.

The love I have for you little humans is so completely overwhelming I could never find the words to convey it properly, but you have saved my life so many times just by being here. I couldn't have wished for two more amazingly beautiful and difficult children if I'd designed you from head to toe.

I am forever grateful, forever in love and forever yours,
Mum x


Thank you Lynsey for sharing such a beautiful piece with us! 
Lynsey is a parenting blogger but with a twist, she talks about how it is like raise teenagers and shares her experiences with us. 
Do go check her blog out:
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Would you like to take part in the #DearDaughter Guest Series?
If so then read this to find out more!

First Year Regrets - 5 Things That Should’ve Happened

12 March 2018

During a pregnancy, we make a thousand and one plans on what we are going to do when our bundle of joy arrives, it’s these thoughts that help us get through the difficult days of waddling around with a big bump. Not once do we think about things not going to plan and when they don’t, it really puts us down and this is what happened with me.

Here are a few things that I regret about Little A's first year and what should have happened instead. I guess some may seem petty but when your hormones are riding on a rollercoaster, you do tend to get emotional about such things, eh?


Thanks to a rough start to our breastfeeding journey, I really began to doubt myself and would worry extensively about things that didn’t need worrying over and suffered from the feeding guilt. You know, that good ole’ breastfeeding guilt - I won’t go into extensive detail here as I have already written a dedicated post about this but since this post is all about my regrets then there was no way I was going to keep this out. I guess I shouldn’t have let feeding overshadow our time, I should’ve persevered and be strong willed and should have fought my corner, which I did but that was much later on, this should have happened right at very beginning when I was being given wrong advice. I should have had more faith in myself that I was just perfect for my child.


As I was given the impression by professionals that there was no need for me to express, I did not buy a pump until much later on after doing my own research. I first bought a manual pump, which was amazing but then I developed pain in my hand and shoulder because I was pumping everyday and manual pumps are not designed for everyday use. I then set my eyes on an electric pump that I really wanted but then took a lot of time purchasing it. 

By the time, I had bought the pump and began using it, my milk supply was already established and my body just wouldn't make anymore milk than Little A had needed. There was nothing wrong with the pump itself but me, I then learnt about power pumping and attempted that for two days but whenever I'd find time to sit down which would normally be after Little A's bedtime, she'd unsettle and want only me. 

I then never went back to pumping. I think the regret in this is that I should have persevered and should have bought a pump right away, it would have helped me increase my milk supply and I probably would've not faced the issues in the beginning that I did. To put this long story short, I should have done my own research into breastfeeding and expressing when I was pregnant and not relied on ill informed professionals.

Newborn Photoshoot 

 This makes my heart leap and not in that lovingly kind of way. Throughout my pregnancy, I had planned that I would arrange a professional photoshoot for Little A in her early weeks of life. I had even decided who I was going to book, contacted them and had 80% of everything arranged. I also had wanted to take advantage of the Bounty Photoshoot that takes place at the hospital but if you read my birth story then you already know that it didn’t happen due to the neonatal stay. When Little A came home at 4 days old, I ended up disabled for over a month.

Then in her first month she ended up with cradle cap all over her face - so I guess you get the gist of it all now. This didn’t really bother me as I have gazillions of photos of her and do my own photoshoots of her but when someone casually mentioned to me last month that ‘everyone has a professional photoshoot done of their babies, why didn’t you?’ It really hit me hard.


During my pregnancy, I had bought a cute diary and decided quite excitedly that I was going to write a letter to Little A each month and did I? Nope! I know it’s not too late to start this but it would have been lovely to have documented her developments and memories of the month on paper for her to look back on.


 I didn’t buy those special milestones cards until much later on and now you must be thinking what was even the point! Crazy me ended up buying it the day before Little A turned 6 months old, yes 6 months (blame Amazon prime, not me!). So a lot of them are unused of course but I was determined to use them from that point on and I did for example when she turned a month older, ate solids for the first time, sat independently etc but there have been milestone cards that are gathering dust such as ‘first tooth’ - she cut her first tooth and I began to think that doesn’t count right? It needs to develop properly then I never got round to take that picture. When she unexpectedly began to crawl when weren’t home that week as well as turning 11 months at the time, neither photos were taken. But I was adamant on using the ‘Today’s My First Birthday’ card.

Little A had her birthday over at her Nanna’s and whilst packing her things the day before, I made sure I had packed it but it is, unfortunately, still lost in transit somewhere as I have searched both homes for it and I still cannot find it! I guess the regret here is I shouldn’t have bothered buying them 6 months on in her life and when I did buy them I should have not let life get in the way of using them. It does sometimes make me feel awful when I think about it.


Did you have any regrets from your child's first year?
Please share with me below!

Whose Your Superwoman?

9 March 2018

I have always adored the month of March, not because of spring brewing but because for me that only means one thing, hay fever sniffles are just around corner! But due to the dates that are marked.

International Women’s Day and Mother’s Day, I hear too many negative things about both days which really do get on my nerves. Comments such as why isn’t there a International Men’s Day? Well, sorry to burst your balloon but there is and it’s 19th November, the only difference is there isn’t much hype around it in the media - there should be acknowledgement on it, I agree, but I do understand why Women’s Day gets more attention - as sad as it may sound but women have endured and been through hell in this world compared to men just for basic human rights - think about that.

What about the negativity around Mother’s Day? The typical line we always hear and I’m sure that I am going to read many WhatsApp statuses this Sunday saying ‘everyday is Mother’s Day’. Well, do you buy your Mother a gift everyday? No. Do you take special time out to spend with your Mother everyday? No! Even if you wanted to you couldn’t because that’s how life is. 

Mothers are whom are under appreciated because no matter how much you show appreciation towards this woman in your life, it will never be enough as I’ve only realised this by becoming a Mother myself. She’s a cleaner, a cook, a personal assistant, an accountant, housekeeper, a teacher and the list can go on forever! 

So rather than pouring rain over these two days, you might as well take some time out and appreciate the Superwomen in your life, be it your Mum, Partner, Daughter, Sister, Friend and or any other female relation. 

When I think of the word Superwoman - three admirable ladies in my everyday life come to mind, my Mum and Sister-in-Law (the husband’s sister) and a special little lady. So what makes them Superwomen?


Well Mum is Mum! Every mother is a Superwoman in my eyes. Growing up, Mum and I have been just like friends, we’d bicker then make up straightaway, do activities together, share literally every little thought with each other and truthfully speaking she is the only person in this world that I would trust Little A with, yes other relations are good with my daughter but I know that my Mum would just be the best. 

Since becoming a Mother myself, I’ve realised that I under appreciate and under value my Mum - but the thing is, it can get difficult because, in my opinion, a thank you or a gift does not reflect the many years of hard work that she’s dedicated to me but with Mums though, no matter how big or small your gesture is, it is always appreciated by them. 

When it’s our birthdays, we think of what we want for it. I made a decision in October 2015 during my labour, whilst facing my first experience of contractions that every year on my birthday I will buy my Mum a gift too - because more than me, she deserves recognition on that day, she did all the hard work, she didn’t need to but she did out of her own choice.

Would you consider treating your Mum on your birthday? 


This woman is literally the prime definition of a Superwoman! I honestly have no idea how on earth does she do it, I wouldn’t be able to manage at all if I were her. 

She has a lot of responsibilities, on top of being a Mum of three, she manages the entire household, runs all her errands of the outside world, takes care of her husband who is not only blind but is now bed ridden due to back problems. She also has a son who is SEN and due to this she has had to fight many battles with doctors, schools and the local authority to receive the support that her son deserves. You may be thinking but she’s only fulfilling her role, nothing special about this at all. 

But guess what?

At the same time, she’s facing her own health problems. I clearly remember her attending a school meeting on crutches and with a dislocated jaw. She could have had the meeting postponed but all she kept repeating was she didn’t want her son’s support to be delayed further. 

Many a times, I have clearly told her to be selfish and not only me but her doctors too, to think about herself before anyone else for once. But I guess it’s in her nature to be selfless and caring, no wonder she’s admired by everyone she meets.

Little A

How can I not include this little lady in my post about Superwomen? She may only be a year old but I definitely see a Superwoman in her already. For someone so small to have such a great influence in your life and who is able to change it for the better - that person, no matter what age, must have superhero qualities, don't you think?

So whose your Superwoman? 
Comment below and let me know who and why!

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